Body Conversations When Ill

[sbluestar]

Last week, on Tuesday, I felt horrible. The following is a sorta 'conversation' from my body during that time.

Me: I hear the alarm. Time to get up and get ready for school.
Body: No. Hot. Tired. Sleep.
Me: Have to get to class. I can sleep on the bus ride over.
Body: No moving.
Me: Yes moving. We've got class.
Body: I'll make you regret moving.
Me: *shifts in bed* Ow.
Body: Told ya. No moving. Just sleep.
Mom: Get up or you'll be late.
Me (telling mom): Nnnnnn...
Dad: Get up for school.
Me (telling dad): I don't feel too good.
Body: Point for me, none for you.
*lunch time rolls around*
Mom: You hungry?
Body: No moving. Not even for food.
Me (to mom): No.
Body: 2 for me, none for you.
Me: But what about bathroom?
Body: Don't need to go, so ain't moving.
*dinner time rolls around*
Mom: You hungry?
Body: There is no way in hell you are moving. I'll make sure of it.
Me (to mom): No.
Body: 3 for me, none for you.
*Wednesday morning rolls around, this takes place at about 6am*
Body: Get up! Food! I require sustenance.
Me: But you didn't want to get up yesterday.
Body: Hungry! Feed me! Feed me!
Me: It's too early to get up.
Body: Too bad. Feed me. I want food. Make omelets?
Me: Grr...fine.

And so began my Wednesday last week. I am a slave to my body. -_-;